Thursday, July 23, 2009
Today
All I want is to see blood... Doing 180 on the freeway ready to die, i'm taking mother fuckers with me, straight to hell test me, try me 4 in the are 1 for my loved ones the 4 that will ride 2 for my brothers the ones with which Ive cried 3 for every door slam society throws at us and 4 for your life cause I'll end it watching snuff.
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I will tell you one thing - there ain't a god damn thing that's fake about you...
ReplyDeleteI read what you write and I feel it - most importantly, your writing accomplishes what a lot of writing does not - it's engaging. It makes me think of my own hard times, how I felt then. How I hated. How I still hate things about that time in my life. The chord that you strike is real and raw and it's no bullshit. Kudos, for being a real mofo. ;)
Dude, You need to check out this band called Atmosphere...wicked lyrics. Smart lyrics.
ReplyDelete"Naked in the bathtub,
sittin' on the porcelain
waiting for that little hurricane
to pull your torso in
And the water don't run
just drips like rain
still drips like a painkiller
Drips to the veins
Fill it up
with a bag
of that happy stuff
Cause the way she runs out,
You can tell
She ain't had enough-
Good times Goddess; My goodness
Goth finger nail polish, auto-pilot footprints"
"Shoulda Known"